"she's my girlfriend," ryul repeated, looking mildly offended that even he had to explain himself.

the slight furrow between his brows made it obvious that having an album of his girlfriend's pictures is simply reasonable.

"that's not helping," woojin immediately replied.

"hyung, normal people don't have that many pictures."

"i'm literally normal," ryul casually replied.

"hyung... you have screenshots." woojin stated.

"literally screenshots of y/n noona's instagram post before you even knew her. that's creepy."

after that, ryul had stopped participating in the conversation entirely.

which was how he ended up sitting alone, phone in hand, on one end of the couch several hours later with a very obvious frown on his face.

the moment you stepped into the room, you noticed immediately.

honestly, it would've been difficult not to.

ryul wasn't even trying to hide it.

he was sitting there with his jaw resting against his fist, staring blankly at his phone while everyone else talked around him. every now and then he'd sigh dramatically for absolutely no reason before shifting positions and looking mildly offended by life itself.

you already knew what happened, because louis had texted you.

im louis 🐘

noona

i think your boyfriend is mad

he's making a frowny face

please come and get him quickly

you 🩰

what did ya'll do to him 😭

im louis 🐘

noona

he has an album full of ur pictures

u wanna know how many of them?

there are 703 pictures

in total

isn't that quite excessive?

you 🩰

HAHAH, istg he's so cute

just leave him be

i'll be there in a minute

bye lou 👋🏻

im louis 🐘

ok ok

take care noona!

you almost laughed, then you walked over. and ryul noticed instantly.

of course he did.

his eyes followed you from the moment you entered the room, though he quickly looked away the second you glanced in his direction.

without saying a word, you sat beside him. close, not touching. but close enough that your shoulders almost brushed.

ryul immediately shifted. away from you.

"...did you just move away from me?"

"no."

he absolutely had. you bit back a smile.

"ryul, are you sulking?"

"no."

he answered far too quickly.

"right."

silence. a few seconds passed, then another.

eventually, you leaned over slightly and rested your head against his shoulder.

immediately—you felt him freeze.

for a moment, he didn't move at all. didn't say anything. didn't even look at you.

then, very slowly, his shoulders relaxed beneath your weight.

and after another second, he tilted his head just enough for it to rest lightly against yours.

we're making some progress.

"you know," you said softly, "i think it's cute."

ryul narrowed his eyes.

"what is?"

"the photo album."

"...they told you?"

"louis sent me some screenshots."

his expression immediately became horrified. which finally made you laugh.

"baby, that's private."

"seven hundred pictures, huh?"

"it's not even that much."

you burst out laughing.

and just like that, the pout deepened.

"stop."

before he could complain again, you reached over and gently grabbed his face with both hands. completely trapping him.

ryul blinked. once. twice. all thoughts immediately gone.

"ryul."

you smiled.

"what?"

"you're cute."

ryul stayed silent. for a second, he just stared at you. like his brain had completely short-circuited.

then the corners of his mouth slightly twitched like he was trying very hard not to smile, while whatever remained of his bad mood visibly struggled to survive.

it was such a small reaction that most people probably wouldn't have noticed it. but you did.

because unfortunately, you knew exactly what calling ryul cute did to him.

"don't do that."

"do what?"

"that thing."

"what thing?"

"where you say something nice and suddenly i'm not allowed to be mad anymore."

you laughed again.

because honestly? that was exactly what happened.

the second your thumbs brushed across his cheeks, whatever was left of his bad mood immediately started crumbling. you could practically watch it happen. the tension in his shoulders disappeared. the tiny pout he'd been holding onto for the last three hours weakened considerably.

and when you leaned forward to press a quick kiss on his cheek, it practically vanished altogether.

all because you were looking at him like that.

"i'm serious." your voice softened slightly.

"i think it's sweet."

ryul stared at you. like really stared.

then he groaned.

a long. suffering. dramatic groan.

before suddenly leaning forward and burying his face directly into your shoulder.

you laughed so hard you nearly fell over.

"ryul."

"leave me alone."

his arms wrapped around your waist anyway. pulling you closer until there wasn't even a sliver of space left between you.

unable to resist, you tilted his chin up again.

"one more?"

ryul eyed you suspiciously.

"...what."

instead of answering, you leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips. soft and sweet.

when you pulled back, his expression had completely short-circuited.

"..."

"see?" you grinned.

"all better!"

ryul immediately buried his face back into your shoulder.

"i hate you."

"no, you don't."

"yeah. i really don't." his voice came out muffled.

"you're literally hugging me."

"i'm suffering."

"mhm."

"terribly."

"obviously."

by now, he was practically folded into your side, cheek pressed against your shoulder while his arms stayed securely around your waist. every trace of the earlier pout had disappeared. every now and then, he'd nuzzle a little closer, as if making sure you weren't going anywhere. honestly, if anyone looked over right now, they'd immediately know he'd lost the battle.

which, to be fair—he never really stood a chance.

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HIIIII, MY LOVELY BABYGALS!! 💕 i am so sorry for ghosting y'all like thattt 😔

my final exams and assignments have been absolutely beating my ass lately, so i genuinely haven't had much time to sit down and write more ryul fluff for you guys 😭💔

since so many of you have been asking for more ryul fluff, here's my little redemption hehe 🤭💕

i really hope you all enjoy it, my lovessss <33

alsooo, i tried out a new header style this time HAHAH. and i think i actually like this one a lot better 👀✨

as always, thank you so much for reading and supporting my stories. it genuinely means the world to mee 🥹💗

so naturally, you decided to return the favor

because of course, you’re generous like that

and now it’s been three hours..

it’s safe to say that he didn’t even notice it at first

he’s leaning against the kitchen counter scrolling on his phone while you walk past him to grab a glass

normally you’d bump into him on purpose, playfully

but today you just… walk by

you didn’t say anything, you didn’t acknowledge that he was standing there, you didn’t even bat an eye

he glances up immediately; “..you good?”

you say nothing, complete silence

open the cabinet, grab a cup, fill it with water, take a sip, turn back around and walk out

no eye contact or

just.. nothing

“..okay?”

he shrugs like he doesn’t care, but he can’t deny that hks eyes followed you when you leave the room, hoping you’d look at him for just a sec

20 minutes later he’s on the couch when you walk past him in the living room

normally you’d flop down next to him, grab his arm or throw you own legs over his

but today you sit in the armchair instead

he frowns while looking at you, scanning your face to see the slightest hint of annoying

“..you mad?”

silence.

“…hello?”

nothing.

he squints at you, but your face expression doesn’t change one bit

“..yn?”

you continue scrolling through your phone like you’re reading the most interesting thing ever posted online

and ryul leans forward a little, his eyes burning holes into

your face at this point

“..baby?”

a pause..

then he sighs, leaning back, crossing his arms as he scoffs softly

“okay,”

another pause..

he huffs under his breath, disbelief written all over his face as he shakes his head slightly as he thinks;

‘two can play this game’

so ever since, the apartment is filled with the most dramatic mutual ignoring imaginable

you walk past each other like strangers,

ryul deliberately looks the other direction whenever you enter a room, secretly still hoping you’d look into his direction

and for a while, ryul commits to it

like actually commits to it, full on taking it very seriously and very very dramatically

but after about an hour…

his petty commitment turns into annoyance, because you’re doing it too well

you don’t even glance at him, not once

you don’t even acknowledge him even the slightest bit, even when he sighs out loud, over exaggeratedly clears his throat or tries coming closer; you don’t waste one singular breath on him or his presence

you’re in the kitchen, making your nightly tea and he tries hovering near you,

once again trying to get a reaction out of you

but.. nothing

he even bumps your shoulder “accidentally”

no reaction.

he doesn’t give up tho

he just watches you for a good minute, his eyes tracing the lines of your face and he can’t help the way his lips curl up into a small smile

for a second he seems to forget that you’re in an active ignoring session

and before his mind can even comprehend what he’s doing, he leans in like he’s about to kiss you

but before he actually can, you step aside and grab a spoon out of the drawer

ryul freezes mid lean, eyes slightly wide, mouth gasping open just a little bit

“…did you just dodge me?” he scoffs softly

you just stir your tea and he stares at you, his gaze flickering between your tea and your face

“…wow.,” he mutters

later that night, when the front door bursts open, ryul is sulking on the couch; full on sulking

and louis walks in first, “yooooo!”

you immediately perk up in the kitchen by the sound of the others arriving,

“lou!!” you call out, excitedly

ryul’s eyes snap wide open

louis drops his bag and stretches dramatically, “i made a new beat today, wanna hear it?”

and you brighten instantly, a big smile plastered across your face for the first time that night,

“omg of course!!!!”

ryul slowly sits up straight,

that voice.

that sweet, excited voice.

the one you apparently still have access to for everyone except him?

you grab two capri sun’s for louis and you before following him into his bedroom, plopping down next to him on his lower bunk bed

ryul gets up and follows quietly, his feet shuffling over the floor before he stops to lean against the doorway

inside, louis’s already pressing play on the laptop, excitedly explaining what he did

and music fills the room while you nod along, smiling sweetly

“oh my god wait this part is so good!”

louis’s face lifts up instantly, “right?? wait listen to this drop-“

you lean closer to the laptop as louis taps around on his keyboard

and ryul’s eye twitches slightly when he hears you laughing

you even lightly shove louis’s shoulder when the beat switches, proudly telling him that he did a good job, mirroring the big smile on his face

ryul’s jaw tightens,

he doesn’t say anything tho, he just watches you two

and louis is so immersed in his beats that he doesn’t even seem to notice

“i was thinking of layering another synth here-“

and you nod enthusiastically, “yeah!! that would sound amazing!”

ryul scoffs quietly, pushing himself off the doorframe before walking away

he shakes his head and mutters a quiet, “..unbelievable,” under his breath

ten minutes later he wanders back, purely to see if you’re still ignoring him

which.. you are.

even worse actually,

you and louis seem to have the best time,

you’re sitting cross legged on his bed, louis slide down to sit on the floor with his laptop infront of him

and as a cherry on top, woojin joined your little gathering too

ryul stands in the hallway staring like a ghost,

he doesn’t enter the room, doesn’t even pretend he was going to

and louis and woojin immediately look up when the older guy shows up, woojin calling out for him to join you

but you?

you’re still doing.. whatever you’re doing

you don’t even look up for the slightest bit

ryul loudly clears his throat,

and woojin grins to himself, looking at ryul before whipping his head towards you

“aha.., i get it,” he mumbles, grinning widely now

louis looks up quickly, but continues talking, probably unaware of the ‘situation’

“…so i sampled this old drum kit-“

and you lean in instantly, to listen and see what he was doing

ryul dramatically sighs, drifting off to the kitchen, grabbing a water bottle from the fridge

closing the door a little more aggressively than usual

..no reaction

he twists the cap louder than necessary

.. still no reply whatsoever

he sighs loudly (again)

still nothing.

he shuffles towards louis’s room again

walking past the doorway slowly,

very slowly..

almost like a little cat expecting attention, which is basically him right now

but nothing

he stops, turns back, stares at you while you are nodding while louis explains something about mixing

and ryul whispers to himself, “..wow,” before then storming off to his own room again

a little later, the apartment grows quiet

everyone is in their rooms, logging off for the night

and you go to the bathroom to get ready for bed as well

while you’re brushing your teeth, the door opens and ryul walks in

well, he doesn’t really walk in

he just leans against the doorframe, his arms crossed, watching you through the mirror

waiting..

you spit into the sink, rinse your toothbrush, put it away and continue the next step in your routine

still nothing..

his jaw tightens slightly, sighing softly as he realises you’re still not acknowledging his presence

“..yn?”

you don’t say anything, you don’t even seem to care that he’s right behind you

you just grab your skincare bottle and he watches you like he’s trying to force eye contact through sheer willpower

unsuccessful of course

you wipe your hands and brush your hair quickly before putting away all your stuff

once you’re finished, you simply walk past him, and disappear into his bedroom

ryul stays there for a second before his mind is fully aware of the fact that you just brushed straight past him, again

“..you’re actually joking,” he mutters

but nonetheless, he still follows you to the bedroom like a lost little puppy

a little moment later, after some needed tiktok scrolling, you turn off the lights and turn away under the blankets,

usually you’d curl up into his arms, resting your head on his chest while he holds you

but tonight, ryul just lies on his back staring into the darkness..

without you in his arms

five minutes pass

and he sighs loudly

ten minutes,

he shifts dramatically, adjusting his blanket even though it was covering his body just perfectly

fifteen minutes,

and there’s still complete silence

your breathing evened out softly, and for a second he thought you already fell asleep,

then-

in the complete darkness, you mumble,

“you can be such a lil bitch sometimes,”

and ryul instantly launches upright

the blankets rustle violently as his body jolts up,

“WHAT-“

he slaps the lamp on on his nightstand, and the light floods the room nicely

he’s staring at you like you just rose from the dead,

“YOU CAN STILL TALK?!”

you blink at him, scoffing softly, “of course,”

he looks deeply offended, like actually offended

“i’ve been suffering for HOURS,” he states dramatically

“good,”

“good??”

he gestures wildly, his hand brushes through his hair before sliding down his face,

“you ignored me like i committed a fk crime,”

you squint at him, your eyebrows frowning a little,

“you started it,”

“i did not,”

“you literally gave me the silent treatment earlier today,”

“..that was different,”

you raise an eyebrow, “how,”

he hesitates, “…it just was,”

you roll onto your back, sighing out loudly,

“see? lil bitch,”

ryul gasps like you just stabbed him,

and you only snort

he glares at you for about two seconds before his expression slowly turned sulky,

“…you dodged my kiss earlier,”

“yes,”

“that was uncalled for,”

“that was revenge,”

he flops down dramatically, groaning softly; “i don’t like being ignored,”

you glance at him, “yeah?”

he mutters, “..yeah,”

“you do it all the time,”

a pause..

then suddenly-

he rolls over and grabs you in a tight bearhug before you could even think of dodging him again

you wheeze instantly at the sudden movement, “ryul!”

“no,”

he buries his face into your shoulder, “i’m claiming you back,”

you try to shove him away but he just tightens his hold like a stubborn koala

“you were being nice to louis and ignoring me,”

you laugh, “because louis isn’t annoying,”

“can you stop,” he groans

“and you were lurking in the hallway like a ghost,”

“because you were flirting with him,”

you stare at him, “flirting?” you echo, “the kid is 15,”

“so what? you were 15 once,”

“…i said his beat was good,”

“you were literally leaning into him,”

“oh my god,”

“that’s physical affection,”

you only scoff under your breath and ryul looks absolutely scandalized

“this is serious,”

“you’re ridiculous,”

“i’m correct,”

you push his face away, “you’re jealous and petty,”

but he immediately denies it, “i am NOT jealous!”

there’s a beat of silence,

“…i just think louis should mind his business,”

you grin, “and you’re petty,”

“i’m not,”

“so if i go tell louis i liked the beat again-,”

ryul groans loudly, and before you can even say anything else, his face comes back up and his lips were crushed on yours

completely out of nowhere, and you had zero chance to even try and protest

it’s messy and quick and very much meant to interrupt your sentence, which was successful

and you blink when he pulls back, “that was cheating,”

he just shrugs easily, “strategic actually,”

you narrow your eyes, “if you kiss me again i’m gonna go hug louis tomorrow,”

ryul freezes, his eyes wide as his mouth drops open, “don’t say things like that!”

and you grin, “louis gives good hugs tho,”

ryul tackles you back into the mattress

“YOU’RE NOT SUPPOSED TO EVEN KNOW THAT!!”

you laugh as he squishes you into the pillow,

“ryul- i can’t breathe,”

“good, you started psychological warfare,”

you wiggle in his hold, trying to free yourself from the strong grip he has on you,

“you started it,”

he groans, “..fine,”

then he presses another kiss to your lips,

this one slower and softer

less dramatic

and you don’t even try to fight him off, you smirk into his lips as your arms naturally closed around his neck, pulling him closer to you

“…don’t ignore me like that again,” he mumbles against your lips

“maybe,”

he pulls away slightly, squinting his eyes suspiciously,

“…i’m literally gonna lock you in this room,”

you burst out laughing, and ryul immediately pulls you closer again

“i’m being serious,”

“yes a serious lil bitch,”

he rolls his eyes, chuckling softly, “you forgot petty,”

“right my bad,” you reply, “a petty lil bitch,”

he nudges your head into your pillow before turning around to turn off the light,

“ok enough talking,” he sighed as he plopped down onto the bed again, pulling you into his side

“already?” you jokingly said, “i thought you didn’t like the silence,”

“i’m reconsidering my decision,” he laughed

“copied sir,” you replied, “i’ll be quiet again,”

“no. no, no, i’m joking, please keep talking, i like your talking,”

you grin, “i know you do,”

he laughs softly, his arms finally closing around you, pressing a soft kiss on your temple before closing his eyes

and you better believe that for the rest of the night,

he holds you close to him like you might actually disappear if he lets go

and deep down, he’s making a silent promise to himself that he won’t ever give you the silent treatment again..

from now on, the ryul treatment is specifically for woojin and louis

not you,

his fav little menace

mlist ツ

if you're at a cafe, he'll break off a piece of his own croissant to feed you, even though you already have your own, and a muffin and a fruit tart.... at a restaurant, his hand is hovering in front of your mouth with a spoonful of his soup, waiting for you to subconsciously open up in the middle of your ramble, even when you try swatting his hand away, embarrassed that someone might see. when the dessert comes out, he always wants to give you the first bite, scooping up some of the cream on the little coffee spoon for you and loving the way your face scrunches up in delight.

ryul without a doubt, thinks of himself as the provider and protector. he loves to pay for you any chance he gets. whether that be a dubai jjundeok cookie you always get with your coffee, your makeup essentials you always restock up on whenever you pass by the store, adding money to your subway card, your nails, hair, etc. you name it he pays for it. at first, you really protested, insisting that you at least cover the dessert, but to him its a failure as a boyfriend to not provide financially. every so often, you try to tap your apple/samsung pay before him without success. he lovesss when you text him a few inspo pictures for your next nail set, he wordlessly hearts the one he likes the most and a notification for a bank transfer from him comes in soon after. it not only boosts his ego, but it also reassures him that the person he loves is taken care of and comfortable. after a certain point, it becomes such second nature that you don't even look at the prices on a menu anymore when you're with him, but little did you know, that's exactly what he was aiming for muahaha

lastly, one of ryul's favorite parts of your guys' night time routine together is washing your hair for you in the shower. he loves it not only because you do it to him in return, but because he truly enjoys the feeling of you relaxing under his touch. the height difference is also so striking in the shower when the top of your head barely reaches his shoulders, the expanse of your back so small and delicate to him. he's obsessed with how smooth your hair gets after the conditioner is rinsed out, "how is it so silky?!?" he's so fascinated every. single. time. the fruity notes of your matching shampoo and body wash are especially strong as the steam condenses on the tiles, a scent that ryul always says could wake him out of a coma. he steps out first, so that he can dry off while you savor the last of the hot water. when you're ready to come out, he loves to dry you off with your towel, bundling you up in the fabric like a swaddled baby. its one of those rare moments you get to see ryul so careful and sensitive, he's usually air boxing or fake dunking around you, but after a shower he claims that your pheromones and the artificial fragrances from the soap mix and rewire his nerve endings turning him into a simp, whatever that means :[

ohyul:

ohyul pretends like he doesn't, and when asked about it, will act like he doesn't know what you're talking about, but in reality he is constantly checking your location on find my friends. you're the only person he has location turned on for besides his sister. not in any possessive way, but he just likes knowing where you are and what you're doing especially during times when you can't be together or if you've been away from each other for a bit. every morning on his way to work, he sends you a good morning text, giving a brief summary of his schedule for the day and asking you about yours. he loves when you're detailed, naming exactly which friend(s) you're going to see, the specific items of clothing you're looking for if you're going shopping, what drinks you had at the bar with your coworkers, etc. it makes him feel like he was there when he can't be. when he has free time in between shoots, he's checking up on your location, mentally running through your agenda and placing where you are on it according to your location. when you surprise visit him at the company, you send him a screenshot of your contact profile next to his on the map and he loves that you entertain his odd quirks. if he's out of the country on an abroad schedule, he checks your location more frequently, seeing you at home or at your usual spots gives him a sense of familiarity and comfort when he needs it.

ohyul finds it really endearing when you accidentally get food on your face, its instinct for him to wipe the corner of your mouth with his thumb, sometimes, if not most of the time, licking whatever it was off. you find it gross every time, moaning about how he just needs to hand you a napkin or something, but it falls on deaf ears because one of ohyul's love languages at this point is wiping your face for you. if you fall asleep with your makeup on, you're woken up by ohyul wiping the smudged eyeliner on your temple. its turns him on to no end when your lip gloss smudges and transfers to his skin whenever he kisses you. it hurts him to wipe off the pretty sparkle from your lips, but the sight of his fingers near your mouth stays in his head for days after. when you guys have your silent ipad kid doom scroll time together, its almost inevitable that your feed produces some kind of sad or heartwarming video about animals, the latest being about a pitbull that saved his puppy brother from drowning in a pool, and the waterworks are instant. ohyul has learned to become less and less startled when this happens, but nonetheless he still pulls you into his chest. "aigoo, my baby," he coos while you dampen his t-shirt with your tears. with one hand under your chin, he tilts your face up to him, his other hand coming around to wipe away at the wet tracks on your cheeks. "what did you see?" he asks as you stammer unintelligibly, his thumb swipes under your nose distracting you momentarily from your hiccupping. "y-you're so gross actually," you cringe, but it doesn't faze him. he just kisses the tip of your nose and holds his arms out for one last comforting hug.

words of affirmation is undoubtedly ohyul's default method of showing affection. its so easy for him to slip out a "good job, baby" whenever you're beaming up at him, him being the first person you want to share whatever you're proud about makes his heart thump painfully in his chest. with ohyul, its natural for him to shower you in compliments and praise for even the most basic of accomplishments.

you meal prepped your breakfast for the week? "baby, you are so impressive, i wish i could cook like you,"

you got positive feedback from your senior at work? "of course you did, my love, they would be blind to not recognize your hard work,"

you went to your pilates class, instead of skipping even though you were exhausted? "lock innn, nice job babe,"

sometimes, it can even be completely irrelevant. you text him "i got a cinnamon latte this morning, instead of my usual vanilla latte and it was so yum," and he'll text back "let her cook,".

kwon ohyul ☆

kim ryul ☆

jung woojin ☆

louis jourdain lim ☆

Irritated as he smiles at you, you blow a puff to his face. "Shut up. You're the one being a bad influence."

Ryul swats the smoke away, scattering the scent of strawberry kiwi. "Yeah? But you're still with me though." He teases, lightly pinching at your nose.

Your lower lip tugs upwards, reluctant but eventually admitting silent defeat. You bring it to your lips—breathing it in. Kissing him afterwards. He smiles into the kiss, his hand moving to the back of your head to keep you in place.

He found it cute, the way you huffed with every breath you took, trying to keep up with him. Without warning, he shifts you further into his lap—taking advantage of how desperate you clung onto him. His hands roam over your clothed body, eager to taint his fingerprints into your skin.

His hand finds your tit, squeezing it through your bra. Making you moan, jolting into his warmth out of instinct. As if to punish you for it, he squeezes harder then slaps at the mound. Relishing in the slight discomfort he caused you—thighs trying to close in, your face wincing—but you don't seem to pull away either.

"You like that, huh?" He asked, grabbing your hair by the base to pull you away from the kiss. A long filthy string of saliva connecting your lips together. That sickeningly handsome smirk on his face, the one he knew you'd be on your knees for. You whine, arching your back in an attempt to ease the sweet pain, feeling that familiar pool in your gut.